Footprints and Me

Sitting on the beach in Japan with no one there, and finally feeling ture inner peace.

Water splashing, smooth and calm Gentle breeze through a single palm Footprints, my own, are gathered there To leave, the thought, I cannot bear No flowers, no trees, no friends of my own Only me and my footprints here alone Famine and thrust are things to ignore When there is me and the ocean shore One day, someday I may go But until the time, I do not know Moon and the stars wave to me here Watch me walk, as the sun sees me tear Paradise Island I’ll always be Only my footprints and solitaire me

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